It has been 11 years since the internet was gifted Liam Kyle Sullivan’s Shoes. Performed by Sullivan, Shoes depicts ‘Kelly’, a materialistic American teen, singing a spoof about shoe shopping. Layered with satire and curt, quotable one-liners, Sullivan parodies pop-culture and samples the absurd. Separations Inc. by Madison Bycroft plays off a similar pretence. Exhibited as part of Catdog at Greenaway Art Gallery/GAGprojects earlier this year, Separations Inc. features Bycroft as Coach Rayleen, channelling a Calisthenics instructor and offering stern advice through glitched slogans and imagery.
Bycroft’s graphics production is low-fi and suggests the style of community television. Like the format of Tim Heidecker and Eric Wareheim’s pseudo cable-TV production, Tim and Eric Awesome Show, Great Job!, Catdog is paradoxical. Through an arrangement of non-lineal edits facilitated by green-screen, Coach Rayleen and ‘her colleague’ exist in a parallel, in-between state. The fast-pace rhythm of the edits cut from seemingly real documentary footage to a digital stream of consciousness. Every fictional detail is essential and endorses the greater production. The viewer becomes hooked on Rayleen’s inner monologue and her catch phrases linger long beyond viewing.
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No(se) stranger to a prosthetic, Bycroft speaks in the visual language of identity-satirists Cindy Sherman and Gillian Wearing. Employing a disguise, Rayleen’s colleague (portrayed by Bycrofts brother) is a female character presented with real facial hair. With deadpan concentration, Rayleen’s colleague lip-syncs to an apparent real interview with a Calisthenics coach. Bycroft’s characters are extreme-versions of themselves, presenting exaggerated accents and attitudes. The artist is totally committed to her characters and they fulfil our expectations and understanding of social stereotypes.
Bycroft has created a highly-constructed, illogical yet rigorous world that presents imagery through a post internet lens. Separations Inc. unlocks both the familiar and the absurd, creates a sensory overload that compels the viewer to consume this world whole and just like Rayleen, we’re left dreaming of new routines.